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Thursday, 5 February 2015

Balls of steel

I'm a bit of a klutz. I lose things all the time and in the past month I've lost three threaded balls for my piercing jewellery. Just poof, gone. This is exactly the kind of event I'd call a SMEF - Severe Mass Existence Failure. Left socks does this a lot. And pencils. And bobby pins. They just go missing into thin air.

This resulted in me getting myself a small bag-full of new 3 mm steel balls (rather than the standard 4mm) and I've got to say it looks better, even though I might be the only person who'd notice it. They might also go missing much faster but that is yet to be seen. Anyway.

Bonus! Story time! I've worked at the same shop for some 2½ years now and people are just starting to recognise me out of my uniform (the green hair really made it easier). One of our regulars saw me at the local grocery store this fall and since I wasn't at work I was wearing my septum jewellery. Ever since then he's mentioned my septum piercing every single time he's been at the shop. "I'm so relieved that you're not wearing that nose thing" or "How's the nose" or "Those nose things are just hideous". And every time I just try to avoid the subject or explain that I only wear my jewellery when I'm not at work. But he keeps mentioning it and it got me wondering what he really expects me to say? "Oh yes sir, you're right! I'll go take it out right now if it pleases you, sir!" Ugh. I just want to tell him to get the fuck out of what I do to my body in my spare time and what kind of jewellery I wear does not concern him in the least (since how I look does not in any way affect my work skills, which should be the only thing that matters). His opinions on my looks are genuinly unwanted and really sexist - like I'd give a shit about his assessment of how fuckable I am. Now I'm all worked up about this.